Drunk #1

Driving along one day I spotted a woman holding onto the bus stop for dear life. Maybe she is expecting a hurricane?? As she boarded the bus, I realised that she was just severely intoxicated; so much so that she actually had trouble standing up. Pointing her finger straight in my face she asked "Do you know how to get to mumble mumble hotel?" "I'm sorry?" I replied. "DO YOU KNOW HOW TO GET TO mumble mumble mumble HOTEL?" she repeated. Everything coming out of her mouth was crystal clear except for the actual name of the hotel. Since it is a large city with numerous hotels, I could hazard a guess but most likely I'd get it wrong. I also figured that asking her to repeat herself again would be useless. "No, I'm sorry, I don't know where that particular hotel is" I told her in my best calm the crazy drunk down before they do damage to you voice. "But you're a bus driver" she exclaimed. Really?? No shit, and here I was under the impression that I was a hot dog vendor. "You should know everything, don't you drive around the city all day?" she asked/yelled/slurred. I opened my mouth to attempt a reply but she beat me to it. "You know what you are? USELESS!! Don't they teach these kind of things when you're in training? I thought that bus drivers were supposed to be helpful and nice, not bitches who know nothing like you!" She then turned to exit the bus and walked straight into the doors. I had already started driving at this point. If I waited at every stop to have a conversation with every drunk, I'd be there till Christmas. "Let me off! I don't want to be on this bus. I want a different bus" she slurred. "We're in the middle of an intersection ma'am, I can't stop. I'll let you off at the next stop which is half a block ahead." I informed her. I pulled into the stop, opened the doors and watched her fall flat on her face. "Are you okay?" I asked. She gave me the finger. Well she's moving, that's a good sign. I then proceeded to drive away.